on movement
packing to move house again, i came across a notebook from a couple of house moves ago. this was dated 2 november 2004:I said, ‘I have these little bruises all over my body from moving.’She gave me a...
View Articleare human beings the only living things to say goodbye?
well imagine. you’re a poet.- kim hill to james- brown- the- new- zealand- poet, upon his not knowing details of international literary drama.the interview had lots of funny moments (mp3: without the...
View Articleon origin & return monday, a new moon and the anniversary of...
on origin & returnmonday, a new moon and the anniversary of my birth; last night was the beginning of everything.
View Articleexpect delays
the train home last night was late because someone had left a wheelbarrow full of rocks on the track.“sometimes these things just happen,” said the conductor, incredulous and unconvincing.
View Articlethings seen lately that i have not photographed and put on flickr
a list:boy on the train with a (real) baby possum on his head.an explosion of spring colour in the wintergarden (carefully contained and arranged in rows; a quiet explosion).beverages following this...
View Articlethe poetry of GSM networks
in the hong kong airport terminal, i switched on my cellphone while i waited in line to be allowed to pass through the country.SEARCHING, said the screen. it searched for a few minutes. the meter...
View Articlein london everything is more expensive
a grey and hunched older woman stopped me outside the abbey and pressed a sprig of greenery into my hands. she said, god bless you, you will be lucky in love and lucky in life. the 28th of november...
View Articleapt-get update & so i’m shifted: living in a geometric ...
apt-get update& so i’m shifted: living in a geometric tower and feeling like a city princess.the upstairs hexagon contains one and a half bedrooms: a full-human-sized one perfectly designed for...
View Articleat the other end of the island
finding home, of a very temporary kind, in the world headquarters of the verb, walking familiar paths and talking to friendly people. i’m mostly enacting quite small and quiet verbs (watching,...
View Articlefive things seen in the domain on the way to and/or from work
a giant fake christmas tree surrounded by giant hollow gift boxes.a woman pausing in the middle of jogging to contemplate the ground. her breathing was heavy and controlled, and seemed almost...
View Articleof commuting by foot
& then last night i sawbicycle polo! an improbable throng of cyclists clustered around a ball, kicking & batting it in one of two directions and chasing it with pedals.the path i cut divided...
View Articlelive without dead time
so says the label inside my new black spot sneakers, which i love despite my cynicism about consumerism as activism. i needed new walking shoes, these are comfortable and i felt okay about buying them....
View Articledream cities
i dreamed of wandering the inner city in search of breakfast. i ran into t, who had returned from melbourne for a while. he was raving about the city, it was exactly what he’d needed it to be. i asked...
View Articleon washing old books
looking at a room full of medieval manuscripts, i stopped to watch a video about the restoration process. the manuscript was cracked and grubby, its binding falling apart. they unbound it, washed the...
View Articleat the quilt show quilt ladies gossiped and admired and...
at the quilt showquilt ladies gossiped and admired and explained techniques to interested family members. overhearing, i learned terminology and tricks. the hexagon pattern i have been interested in is...
View Articlethings i love about melbourne, a short list
the big, gridded streets and their little twins, and the capillary lanes between.the trams, the trains, the cute girls on bikes.the quiet places & the rush.the millions of vegan options. tiramisu...
View Articlegender as a dance
i keep returning to this: the flirtation of it, the interplay, the command & strength & gentleness.
View Articleon alphabet city
i knew of alphabet city from the elliot smith song: there’s a name you keep repeating, you got nothing better to do. i know what you are, i just don’t mind.later, planning to visit new york, i read...
View Article“even the fish are a bit drab,” wrote a disappointed western...
“even the fish are a bit drab,” wrote a disappointed western tourist on tripadvisor, but i only read that afterwards; we came upon the temple gardens at random, biking kyoto in search of japan’s...
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